The sound of the horse trotting got closer and closer. Milo watched quietly as more than a dozen figures gradually appeared ahead on the dirt road and galloped towards them at full speed.
The horses looked handsome with an extremely tough stature. Among the cavalry, there were even some people leading horses without a rider on them. These people were all wearing heavy steel armor.
When Milo saw them for the first time, he nearly drew his black saber. In fact, it was because their armor was somewhat similar to the expeditionary army’s heavy armor.
However, these people’s armor was a shiny silver and looked much more exquisite than what the barbarians wore. They were even more attractive to look at. But in Milo’s opinion, their armor was not as practical and sturdy as the barbarians’.
Melgor smiled and patted Milo on the shoulder. “Don’t be nervous. These are the knights of the Gurion and Tarahu clans.”
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